| [lighter clicking in the background] Now this is what I'm talking about baby (inhaling) And this is for the weed heads and this is for the Weedheads Get a bag of dope in a quarter o [repeat 2x] [chorus repeat 2x] [second and fourth time at end in background "wanna get high get high"] So who want a bag who want a bag You want a bag you want a bag You got a bag so send em out the door to the liquer Store Get a bag of dope and a quarter roll [first verse] Alright homies legalize reefer leaves and nines Some of them say we evil a little sumthin sumthin for My people And though I know that weed will even out your debt Love everything green (??) Gonna get ya f**ked up wanna get ya f**ked up When you take one hit then I make you hush up nigga shut The f**k up No stress though indo and chronic hydro and skunk and I can think of Some more Ohh yeah time to smoke said so I know high day come Around on friday Toke the bowl breath deep boy yes then we pray As the reefer help me see more everyday (??) We have one hell of a superstar bowl every first friday Of the month And your humbily invited were truly humbly united Enemies and all of y'all hate on when I get my Fade on I'm so high [chorus same as first] [second verse] On new year smokin the potent buddha (buddha) They ain't nuthin like that buddha lovin bomb shit Fat enough that it will make me move ya sooth ya Reefer creeper seepin in my sneakers seepin in my shiva Heave her (nigga) You better believe us even when we lonly weed ... |
